Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Everywhere and nowhere ❯ Somewhere at last ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Chapter two: Somewhere at last    

The rest of the ride continued rather uneventfully, Seto's lips quirked at one corner into an amused smirk as he watched the albino fidget in his seat, eventually resorting to sitting upon his pale hands as they itched the press buttons and flip switches on the little console near him embedded into the limo wall.    

Inwardly laughing but outwardly stoic the CEO shifted in his seat, scooting across the leather closer to his snow white companion and, almost lazily, leaning over him. Smirking as Ryou's coffee brown eyes widened Kaiba kept his own ocean blue orbs locked upon the boys, his smirk growing wider as a moist pink tongue darted out to wet suddenly dry peach coloured lips.    

The albinos cheeks colouring a pretty pink, Ryou opened his mouth to say something before blinking in surprise when Seto broke the stare between them, turning his gaze instead to the panel the teen had been itching to touch earlier, flipping two switches and depressing a small blue button. The CEO almost laughed as he leaned back into his seat, no longer looming over the pale model and watching any embarrassment in his deep brown eyes fleeing with the pleased giggles that escaped when a mini-bar laden with drinks, along with small packets of various snacks rolled out from behind a hidden panel in front of them.    

“Would you care for something?” Asked the CEO blandly, gesturing to the bar with a waving motion of his hand and a small smirk. “Though I warn you now not to spoil your appetite, since you'll be unexpectedly joining me, I plan on having our discussion over dinner.”    

“Discussion...?” The whitenette questioned, his smooth brow crinkling and nose wrinkling cutely in confusion as he paused in reaching for a small, glass bottle of clear apple juice. Any woman with an ounce maternal instinct, Seto decided, would be cooing and pinching the albinos' cheeks at such a sweet expression. It was hard to believe at times that the small, timid yet playful boy in front of him was internationally famous and adored by the world over. He just didn't act famous, if such a thing were possible to act at all...    

What had he expected, he asked himself, diva like tantrums and demands, shrill cries of 'do you know who I am' and an entourage a mile long?    

No, he realised. Not from Ryou, at least...    

“That's right, but that can wait until dinner, I think. You'll be joining me, of course...”    

“Of course...” The albino repeated, giggling behind his hand at the CEO's tone. It was obvious he wasn't used to people refusing him anything...      

[Scene change: Kaiba Manor Dining Room, later that evening]      

The one word to describe Kaiba Manor would probably be 'vast'. The main estate consisted of 108 rooms, covering three floors along with a basement level filled to the brim with expensive wines and such. The grounds were home to tennis courts, stables, three swimming pools and a jaquzzi all interconnected along with a shooting range, lake and small patch of dense woodland. Along with the main estate there were a selection of smaller, cottage like buildings set around the 200 acre grounds, Mokuba happily informing Ryou upon his arrival that that was where all of his best video games were set up, and that he'd take the albino on a tour later, since his 'stuffy big brother doesn't know how to play Dawn of the World III without dying on level one', much to Ryou's amusement.    

Mokuba was Seto Kaiba's younger brother, the boy standing about shoulder high on Ryou and only up to his siblings upper waist. Like Ryou he had a mass of hair down to his lower back, only the boys tresses were a deep raven colour and his eyes were a stormy, violet grey. He had an impish smile and almost wicked laugh and Ryou, much to Seto's secret pleasure, had warmed to the boy immediately, the same seeming to be true vice versa. In fact, the CEO thought wryly, all they've been doing since they met is whisper and giggle conspiratorially, no doubt the Kaiba Corp owner being the source of said giggles.    

The two were sat opposite the CEO across the large, mahogany table, the only of the thirty seats filled being occupied by the brunette, his brother and the albino model. The main dining room was much longer than it was wide, the ceiling high and currently illuminated by the fifty or so candles placed in each of the three branched chandeliers. The top of the walls were a rich red with small gold motifs, deep chocolate coloured wood panelling making up the bottom half. The high windows were draped with heavy red velvet curtains, currently drawn to block out the quickly approaching night. A fire burned energetically in the huge stone hearth, the logs crackling from the heat and the light giving the room a warm, cosy atmosphere.    

As Seto watched the pair across from him giggling and joking as though they had been friends all their lives, he couldn't help but let his eyes linger more on the whitenette than his darker companion. Ryou and Mokuba had chosen to sit facing the fire, while Seto had his back to it, the warmth settling comfortably between his shoulder blades. From his position the CEO's shadow fell across his brother, almost eclipsing the younger Kaiba from the hearths light, but Ryou sat just outside of the darkness.    

The models pale skin had been given a golden cast by the fire light, his silvery hair as he tossed his head with another bout of laughter dancing with orange and red highlights. His cheeks were rosy, be it from mirth or another trick of the fire Seto found it hard to tell, and his chocolate brown, almond shaped eyes were almost black but sparkling with amusement. Chocolate brown, almond shaped eyes the CEO realised eventually that were watching him over the table with silent laughter as his lips moved.    

Ah shit. How long had he been staring? What had he been saying, anyway? Wait... When the hell had he started talking to him in the first place?!    

Yep .    

Ah shit.    

“-so you see, Seto, I would be most grateful if you could allow me a place to stay, just for tonight. Bakura seemed to believe that it would be better for me to stay away from the Plaza when I spoke to him on the phone, at least for now, until everything dies down. I know it's an inconvenience...”    

Was that all he was worried about? Well that was certainly a relief, for a moment he thought he might have missed something important.    

“You're no inconvenience, Ryou. I'm hardly stuck for space, as you can see, and even if I were I'd simply kick Mokuba out of his room and you could sleep in there.” The CEO smirked as his brother spluttered on the milk he'd been drinking,having been sucking it through a straw that curled upwards in a spiral while trying to voice his protest and resulting in a milk shower upon the table cloth. The albino next to him giggled and handed him one of the white, blue 'K' embroidered napkins that had been previously folded in the shape of a bishops crown inside his disused wine glass.    

The little pre-teen glared at his blue eyed brother but before he could retaliate (more than spraying him with milk, that was), the double doors at the far end of the room opened and three, formally dressed waiters brought in their meals, skilfully balanced upon a tray held upright on the tips of three splayed fingers, the other arm crossed over the midriff with a square of pristine white material draped over the black jacket sleeve. Each of the waiters branching off and moving to the left of the Kaiba's and their guest the trays were set in front of them, the silver, dome like lids removed with a flourish and Seto smirking slightly as Ryou blinked in the steam that escaped.    

Each meal had been catered specifically, Seto favouring lobster upon a bed of steamed vegetables while his brother tucked into a mouth-watering pecan duck. Ryou, to Seto's initial surprise, had chosen steak and new potatoes for his meal, albeit a small portion. Didn't models only eat one carrot a month, or something ridiculous like that? The CEO smirked inwardly. Ryou was apparently one of the lucky ones, it was obvious the boy didn't gain weight no matter what he eat.    

“Seto?”    

“Hm?&rdquo ;    

“Didn't you want to talk to me about something...Some business deal?”    

“After dinner, Ryou. After dinner...”      

[Scene change: Next morning]      

Seto nodded to the Suit that appeared, apparently from no where, to open the door to the long black limousine for the rich CEO, the brunette swinging his legs around and stepping out with practised ease, a folder clutched under his arm. Ryou, scrambling across the leather seat with far less grace clambered out awkwardly, tangling his feet in the hem of his trousers and stumbling, eyes clenched with a small squeak as he braced for impact with the floor.    

After a moment passed and the impact never came, the sensation of falling abruptly halted, he opened his Bambi eyes cautiously and blinked at the warm pressure against his middle. A wildfire blush spread across his cheeks when he met Seto's silent, smirking blue gaze, the CEO's arm wrapped firmly around his midriff, holding the albino pressed against his side. “It gets easier with practise...” He murmured softly, rolling his blue eyes heavenwards as Mokuba scrambled through the door after the albino, making gagging noises.    

“If you two are going to be all mushy you should get back in there!” Complained the raven haired boy, jerking his thumb to indicate the inside of the limousine. “No one else wants to see you making ga-ga eyes!” He laughed and ducked out of the way with an impish grin as the CEO tried to cuff him around the ear, running off before he could be caught.    

Seto had brought Ryou out this morning to show him the studio where he was going to be filming the adds for Kaiba Corp, the albino agreeing last night almost immediately to appear in them, much to the CEO's joy. Mokuba had caught them just as they were about to get into the limo, telling Seto that he simply had to look over the monthly report for the company and handing him a yellow, ring binder folder with a pleased grin, Ryou, already in the limo, giggling behind his hand. Seto had rolled his eyes and told him to get in, knowing damn well that report would have waited and Mokuba just wanted an excuse to tag along.    

Helping to right the young giggling albino Seto was just pleased he'd managed to catch him in time, saving a few choice words with his brother for later. Imagine his embarrassment if he'd let Ryou fall while getting out of his limousine, not to mention the guilt...    

Speaking of guilt, Kaiba frowned in confusion when Ryou gasped worriedly and bent to the floor, stammering an apology. When he stood once more Seto realised he was holding the report file Mokuba had given him earlier, one corner stained and a little dog-eared from it's rather unexpected encounter with solid ground.    

“I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you drop this, I shouldn't be so clumsy...”    

Seto smiled slightly, taking the offered file without even looking at it. “Doesn't matter. I'd rather this hit the ground then you...” His lips curving further at the shy smile and fleeting look through sweeping grey lashes he was given he tucked the file back in place under his arm. Looping the other around the boys waist almost absently he was pleased when the boy didn't flinch or make a move to pull away, the albino's long hair tickling the bare skin of his hand and the CEO leading him forwards.    

The building the Kaiba Corp owner had taken them too looked to be a disused air hanger, the structure having two large doors at the front that resembled those that might be found on a garage and the overall shape being short and low, rounded at the top to form an arch. Two Suits moving from being the brunette and his companion rolled back the heavy, metallic doors, Seto encouraging Ryou to enter after Mokuba skipped inside by pushing gently with the arm around his waist.    

The interior had obviously had some refurbishment since the days when the building stored planes. Just inside the entrance a line of consoles had been set up, dials and screen's flashing in the dim light, obviously to control the equipment in front. The back of the hanger had been converted into a stage, a blue screen set up along the length of the entire back wall. Lights ranging from spot to neon were bracketed upon the ceiling, pointing towards the stage and controlled by the consoles, as were the speakers and smoke machines at the side.    

“So...What exactly am I supposed to be doing again...?” Asked the albino teen quietly, looking around at a group of people in the centre of the large building, pouting in cute confusion as he looked around him. Why were they all here, and why was the stage set up...?    

“Nothing fancy. A few TV adds, a couple of posters and maybe a voice over for one or two things...” People might not recognise his voice, since Ryou had never spoken in public to anyones knowledge, but Seto knew the albino's silky tones and smooth accent were enough to be noticed, no matter who they belonged to...    

“Well then...When did you want me to do all of these things...?”    

The CEO shrugged, glancing at him sideways with small smirk upon his handsome features. “Everyone is already here. There's no sense in putting these things off, Ryou, you're here and God only knows when I'll have such a monopoly on your time again...”    

“But-!”    

&ldqu o;No 'but's Ryou, you said you would do these adds for me, and there's no time like the present. You've got nothing to worry about, I promise! You don't have to speak and I'll be directing the entire thing, telling you what to do. You just have to stand there looking pretty, and we all know how talented you are at that...” The CEO smirked, pushing a fiercely blushing albino boy towards a screened off corner of the room, a black cloth hanging from a pole suspended to the ceiling to form a make-shift changing area. A group of people were milling around the same spot, a few darting behind the screen to get changed as well. “Are you still willing to do this for me?”    

“Well, yes-”    

“Good. Now, scat.” Chuckling the brunette fought down a fit of laughter when he smacked Ryou's denim clad ass, the boy jumping a good foot in the air and turning an interesting shade of scarlet, ducking his head to hide behind his hair and almost yanking the curtain from the pole in his haste to get behind it. The CEO shook his head, lips curved into a half smirk, half smile. When was the last time he teased someone so, he wondered?    

Ah, but Ryou was so easy to tease!    

Smiling at his brother from he'd positioned himself behind the consoles, peering over the top of them the raven haired boy flashed perfect white teeth in a quick, impish grin, giving his brother a thumbs up sign above the machinery and hardware. Seto replied with his own trademark smirk, right eye flicking shut briefly in a wink for his brother's eyes only, his back towards the rest of the room. Pulling up a chair the CEO removed the folder he'd brought with him from it's safe position tucked under his arm, shaking his head at the water stain on the cover. Crossing his long legs one over the other at the knee and balancing the ring binder on top, removing a pen from where it was clipped to the top and clicking out the nib. He may as well take a look at these while he was waiting...    

The advertisement itself was a rather simple idea. Simplicity was often the best method in advertising, Kaiba knew, since people tended to remember simple things, like theme tunes and catchphrases that stuck in your mind. Ryou, along with a selection of other carefully chosen models, were to stand in front of the blue screen, the background that would been seen in the final version to be added by Kaiba Corp technology once the live action filming was completed.    

Each model was to be dressed similarly to the albino, cat suits adorning each of the group of slender figures, though the main difference being their's were white compared to the one Seto had chosen for the pale teen, that one being black. Ryou was the celebrity here, the reason this add would be paid more attention to than any other, he needed to stand out at first glance. In a thirty second advertisement, you didn't have time for people to make up their minds over who or what they were seeing, it had to be obvious. Besides, black was a nice contrast to Ryou's pretty pale complexion...    

The thing being advertised was a new set of robotic pets that had been developed by the brains of Kaiba Corp (Seto included) in the shape of cats. Dogs, birds, even lizards had also been designed, but were to be featured individually, having their own separate adds to be aired at different times. The Anamatrics, as they were dubbed, were actually already in circulation, but this new batch had been upgraded to include things such as guard functions and even other programmes such as answering the telephone or placing dishes into a dishwasher. As such, this add was aimed at a more mature audience. Where as before they were targeted as play things for a younger generation, now they were to be displayed as a valuable household commodity.      

[Ten minutes later]      

“Seto...” Came the timid velvet vocals from behind the screen, the black cloth shifting as the whitenette poked his head around the material before cautiously stepping out into full view of the room, staring stubbornly at the floor. “Do I...Do I really have to wear this...?    

‘This’ consisted of the boys cat suit, and not just any cat suit, but one made entirely from imitation black shiny leather in a patchwork design, thick heavy black stitching between each piece for decoration, smaller hidden stitches actually holding the entire thing together. The outfit clung to him as though it were painted on, showing off every characteristic of his body, from the subtle dip of his waist to the gentle outward curve of his hips. He’d had a hell of a time getting into it, much to the amusement of the others behind the curtain, and it was so tight he couldn’t even wear underwear or he couldn't do it up. It was an all in one as well, which meant the only zipper was one that went all the way up his back right to the base of his neck, and it was only thanks to the fact one of the other lads getting changed saw him having a little trouble it was done up at all.    

Fingerless leather gloves adorned the albino's hands , going up to his elbows and leaving the pale skin from elbow to shoulder bare. A black leather belt was set at an angle around his slim hips, a similar looking collar hugging his slender throat. The whole thing was set off by two black ears peaking out from his silver hair, attached to a head band and a tail of black, fur covered wire bobbing about behind him as he moved.    

Seto, having been busying himself with the file he'd brought with him, checking stocks and tallying accounts as he waited, looked up from what he was doing at the sound of the whitenettes voice. Snapping his mouth shut before it could fall any further, resulting in a painful clacking of teeth against teeth, the young CEO found himself incredibly grateful for the concealing presence of the ring binder in his lap. Mokuba's low whistle of appreciation from behind the consoles wasn't helping thing's much either...    

“Yes-” He began, only to have to clear his throat with a moment of chagrin as his voice threatened to crack. “Yes, I think that one will do nicely...”      

[Scene change: Kaiba Manor, later that night]      

Seto Kaiba sat at the desk of his private office in near darkness, the only light in the room coming from the computer screen he was staring at. He'd already gone to bed once tonight, at Mokuba's insistence, and that was the reason he was dressed in an open dressing gown and pair of deep blue, silk pajamas trousers. Mokuba would be furious if he knew his brother had snuck out of bed to go back to work, since the little pre-teen knew all too well his brother would work through the night until something was completed. He'd once made himself sick by staying up three nights in a row to try and finish some project or another, and since then the raven haired boy had made it his mission to make sure that didn't happen again.    

The CEO, however, refused to be babied by an eleven year old just as much as he refused to leave something half finished. His current project, the one displayed upon the computer screen before him, was editing and applying touch ups to the add work Ryou had done earlier in the day. A graphics tablet was perched upon his silk covered lap, graphics pen in hand as he airbrushed away a line here, a too dark shadow there.    

Ryou's face and figure upon the screen were left well enough alone, Seto seeing immediately that the albino didn't need any touch ups made to his pale and slender form, it was the rest of those so called models who needed a little technological help. The albino upon the screen was just as perfect as the one who slept a few rooms down the hallway, and as Seto finished with the image for one poster he moved the pen and pressed down on the pad, the arrow on screen responding in kind and bringing up a new screen.    

This image was one of the few with Ryou on his own. The albino's rosy mouth was parted slightly and the CEO recalled the giggles that had accompanied the motion and smiled slightly to himself in the darkness. An Anamatrics, one of the smaller kitten models, had his cool metallic cheek pressed up against Ryou's own and had been nuzzling against him, synthesized purring making the albinos eyes shine happily. 'It likes me!' The model had giggled, and Seto didn't have the heart to tell him it would have done it to anyone that picked it up at that stage in its programme.    

The CEO shook his head, shaking himself out of the daze that had settled over him. How long had he been staring at that image, he wondered, just...lost...looking at the albino boy? A quick glance at the on screen clock didn't help much, since he had no idea what time he'd actually come back to working on the images, only now he knew it was almost three am.    

Seto, you're in over your head with this one boy... He thought groggily, running his fingers through slightly tousled brown locks. When did a business obsession turn into love pining..?    

The brunette let a sigh pass his lips, leaning back in the high backed, leather covered computer chair to distance himself slightly from the screen, leaning his bead back against the neck rest. He was tired, too tired to deal with this right now. He'd just close his eyes for a second...    

Or maybe two...      

[One hour later]      

Seto blinked his cobalt blue eyes open reluctantly, lids suddenly feeling very heavy and struggling to remain closed against his will for a moment. Taking a few seconds for his vision to clear from sleep he blinked and shook his head slightly as he took in his surroundings, realising to his chagrin he'd fallen asleep in his computer chair in the office, the computer in front of him showing a spinning KC logo, having gone into screen saver mode.    

Stretching his arms above his head sleepily he was startled slightly when something fell from his shoulders, loosing the warmth he hadn't realised had been there a moment before and, for the first time, noticing a pressure against his legs.    

What the hell...?!    

Looking down Seto was confronted with a mass of soft, silky white hair spread across his lap like a snowy blanket, strands draped over his thighs and across his knees. Ryou, mouth slightly parted and breath deep and even had his head pillowed against the CEO's thigh, his hand covered by some of his own hair resting against his opposite knee as the albino kneeled next to him. Craning his neck to look behind the brunette spotted what had fallen from his shoulders, a blanket from the guest room he'd let Ryou have for the night. The CEO smiled to himself, brushing back a few strands of the silvery hair from the boys face, watching in quiet fascination as his lashes fluttered ever so softly against his pale cheeks before stilling once more.    

Seto guessed that Ryou must have seen the light from his computer screen while taking a trip to the bathroom, which was down the hallway, and since he'd left his office door open spotted the CEO asleep at the computer. The blanket was obviously a gift from the boy to keep him warm, since the room was indeed rather chill, and after staying with him for a moment had obviously done what Seto had, fallen asleep without meaning to, since Seto could hardly believe the shy teen would wish to be found draped across his lap like this.    

Shaking his head with a smile fixed upon his lips he hooked his hands under Ryou's armpits, pulling him upwards as gently as possible. With a little juggling he managed to wrap his arm around the boys shoulders, the other hooking beneath his knees as he stood, lifting him bridal style and cradling him protectively against his naked chest. The albino still slumbering peacefully within his arms he carried him back to his room, bare feet padding against the cool floor boards as he made his way down the hall way, careful not to bang the boys head upon the door frame as he passed through it.    

Carrying Ryou over to the large, wooden framed double bed the CEO cradled the petite teen in one arm, quickly pulling down the comforter and returning to a two handed hold before he overbalanced. It was a good job the albino were so small, Seto thought wryly, or he'd have dropped him by now.    

Lowering him to the bed the brunette watched as the model made small, snuffling sounds in his sleep, turning his face first one side and then the other, as though searching out the warmth that had been there before. Seemingly giving up the pale teen settled once more, though his pretty peach coloured lips were pursed in an almost pout like expression.    

Seto chuckled to himself, smoothing at the albino's hair and watching with quiet fascination as the pout melted from his delicate face, an almost painful ache settling in his groin as he studied his perfectly relaxed features. He couldn't help it, the boy was just too damned...Too damned...God, too damned everything! Perfect, innocent, adorable, sexy, teasing, you just couldn't pin it down to one thing, and all of them made the CEO wake up sweaty between the tented sheets, and that was before he'd met him face to face!    

Taking a quick glance over his shoulder and checking the room he rolled his eyes at his own actions. What was he checking for? The molestation police?! Either way, the CEO was about to do something he'd only dreamed off, be the boy asleep or not he was just too damned irresistible.    

Planting his hands lightly upon the pillows either side of the albinos head, fingers curling into the spread out strands of snowy silk he found there he lowered his face, inch by painstakingly slow inch, his eyes locked upon Ryou's encase he woke. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his lips pressed against the albinos, their breath mingling sweetly and the CEO's eyes slipping closed as he savoured the taste distinctly Ryou. His lips rested against the others chastely before he grew bolder, mouth working softly against the albinos, pressing and retreating, pressing and retreating.    

Eyes still closed the CEO didn't notice when Ryou's chocolate brown orbs opened wide in surprise, his skin heating as a blush swept his cheeks before his eyes closed once more, lashes casting shadows against his blushing cheeks in the moonlight. No matter how absorbed he was with Ryou's mouth, even with all his sanity robbed by the pressure in his groin, he couldn't fail to notice when slender, pale arms wrapped against his neck, fingers tangling in his dark brown hair, cradling the back of his head tenderly...      

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